Murder Mittens

Spark wasn't exactly in the habit of jumping in to fighting creatures significantly bigger than herself but the damn bear had snagged her last meal when she'd been out and so she'd started tailing it. She didn't really have a plan yet, but she figured there was a chance she could maybe rope someone into helping her fight the beast, maybe Ryu. She wasn't exactly on the heels of the bear, it was hardly a wise choice when she still wasn't sure what she was going to do.

But when a loud roar rang across the plains the girl picked up her pace, paws hitting the ground even harder when another roar, distinct from the first, responded. A tiny flame marked wolf burst onto the scene, silver eyes quickly scanning and Spark grasped the situation pretty quickly. A large feline, fresh blood on her maw stood before the charging bear, a corpse between the two of the larger predators and though some part of her was very much aware of the large cat and the fact that there was a chance she was about to get way to far in over her head Spark found herself rushing towards the bear's rear end. There was no guarantee that the lioness would help her in the fight, or even not turn on her the moment the bigger threat was dealt with but those thoughts only really flashed across Spark's mind as her fangs were sinking into the back of the right hind leg of the bear.

"Spark"